Orochimaru still did not know he had been targeted. After seeing Kusayama Ichiro take that ninja sword, he resolutely departed, and then went to a weapon shop in the city to pick up that batch of custom ninja tools.
Having finished all this, he waited quietly, and only made his move late at night.
He did not want to cause a commotion; if he could quietly abduct the target, that would be even better.
Yet before he could even act, he suddenly sensed something was amiss, and instinctively executed the Body Flicker Technique to leap back and blast away in a retreat.
Regrettably, it was already too late. Two streaks of lightning flashed as they rushed in from the side-rear, accompanied by two ninja tools wrapped in scorching white lightning.
Facing the sudden assault of those two lightning ninja tools, Orochimaru's figure seemed entirely boneless, dodging this mortal blow in a very bizarre and hair-raising posture.
Yet this move also slowed his retreating speed by a beat. The next moment, a purple-black flame barrier rose up, enveloping the surrounding area within.
"Four Violet Flames Formation!"
Looking at that purple-black flame barrier, Orochimaru's heart sank. Especially after feeling the heat emanating from the ground beneath his feet, he knew the underside had been covered as well.
At this point, how could he not know that his small daytime actions had long since been discovered by the other party, who had already laid an ambush?
"The guts of youngsters nowadays are getting bigger and bigger."
Glancing at those few figures appearing within the Four Violet Flames Formation, Orochimaru's expression remained very composed.
As for Tamura Hiroshi and the others, they could not be bothered to talk nonsense with him. Once Uzumaki Tamayou and the three shadow clones stabilized the Four Violet Flames